"What the f**k!" I screamed as the car rammed into me again. If he keeps doing this, I will lose control of the car. I wish I had let the bodyguards come with me. I had no choice. I pressed hard on the brake. The car stopped right away. The SUV drove past me slowly. The driver showed me her middle finger. Her bright red nail polish flashed in the sunlight. Then she drove away fast.
I saw that the driver was a woman. "Who is she? Why did she do that?" I said out loud. My hands shook on the steering wheel. I stayed in the car for a few minutes. I wanted to make sure the SUV was gone. Then I got out. I checked the damage to my car.
The back bumper was bent badly. The paint was scraped off in long, ugly marks. One taillight hung by a single wire. It blinked weakly, like it was about to die.
